Friday Calf Blogging

Got Milk?

The calves are getting bigger now, but they're not yet weaned. They still track down Mommy out in the field and drink her calorie-rich milk. They were about the size of large, gangly dogs early in the spring; now they're almost as big as their moms.

Milk. It's what's for dinner, if you want to be a cow when you grow up.

Ever since I saw my brother downing the stuff like KoolAid when we were kids, I've wondered why on earth humans drink milk. Not only does it taste nasty, but it's full of fat and calories. And drinking fat-free milk, then turning around and eating the cheese made with the fat—what's with that?

In first grade, I was traumatized by the lunch lady, who'd stand there and shake every carton of milk before we could deposit our trays in the wash-up bin. Mine was always full, since I couldn't stomach that warm thick brew. I'd have to shamefully return to my seat, where I'd choke down enough of it to slip past, or else I'd watch for her to leave her post, about the time the scary third graders filed in.

Is it any wonder I embraced veganism?

Sometimes the calves bring back childhood memories best left forgotten.

Comments

[Mary Osborn]

Oh How i hated school Milk..it use to sit in the sun all morning and was disgusting¬!!!

[urbanvegan]

It's hard to believe I used to drink milk. Now, I can't stand the smell of it. It's just as unnatural for humans to drink the milk of a nursing cow as it would be for us to drink the milk of a nursing woman. By some bizarre leap of logic, the latter is taboo but the former is not!

[cheri Wilke]

Wow...I have the same horrible milk memories. When I was in kindergarten, I was forced to down a bottle of the stuff before nap time. No one knew I had milk allergies, not even my mom. So there I would sit, forcing down something that was making me sicker and sicker with every sip. I don't touch the stuff now, not in any form. Thank heavens for Silk!!!

[Hannah]

Silk is soy.

[bazu]

Oh I know! Looooong before going vegan, I was grossed out by milk. I never understood how people could drink tall glasses of it. And if it was out of the fridge for longer than 5 seconds, I found the smell repulsive. My awful milk memory? My former roommate who used to drink a huge glass of milk along with some kosher salami every single night. ehhhhh...